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Pass me the pipe, Pippin
Dec. 29th, 2003 12:17 pmIt's snowing. I haven't seen snow in three years. And they are playing the soundtrack of "Lord of the Rings - Return of the King" on Classic FM. The song is called Twilight and Shadow. We've been listening to alot of classical music. And we don't go out much. It's cold, we have no hats or gloves... and we don't have anywhere to go.
If you put clothes on rats, they would start looking like the people on Oxford Street. Maybe the rats would be more polite.
Why do people take baby-strollers to Oxford Street, when there are thousands of people everywhere? It was like a rock concert, without the beer or the good music. Fucking pikeys.
(but if I keep going back, I must be a pikey too - or a masochist. Whatever, just gimme some food. I'm hungry again.)
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My credentials for treekie geekness have come in. I've been accepted. As my first task, I started a stamp album. I'm not joking. They look pretty! So pretty...
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I'm off to make some tea. Then I'm coming back here, reading your journals, being rude to you and maybe, just maybe, I'll tell you about the dwarves in my cupboard.
If you put clothes on rats, they would start looking like the people on Oxford Street. Maybe the rats would be more polite.
Why do people take baby-strollers to Oxford Street, when there are thousands of people everywhere? It was like a rock concert, without the beer or the good music. Fucking pikeys.
(but if I keep going back, I must be a pikey too - or a masochist. Whatever, just gimme some food. I'm hungry again.)
***
My credentials for treekie geekness have come in. I've been accepted. As my first task, I started a stamp album. I'm not joking. They look pretty! So pretty...
***
I'm off to make some tea. Then I'm coming back here, reading your journals, being rude to you and maybe, just maybe, I'll tell you about the dwarves in my cupboard.
